~chapter sixteen~
Pov Ari
"When?"
I scanned his face curiously.
Haru grabbed the water that was on the small side table.
While he, now looking a little less weak, poured the liquid clear wet into the mug, he shrugged his shoulders.
"Not sure. It was on the news yesterday."
I quickly realized that this probably had to do with the robbery that had taken place on the city bank.
The brown-haired male gently put the glass down again and leaned back against the slightly higher backboard of the bed.
"But why didn't you call me before that? Couldn't you have thought as far as Ilwoo might be with me?"
The words were spoken and at the same time I realized how stupid they must have sounded.
This was also reflected in the look the older male gave me.
"Seriously, Ari? You probably would have acted exactly the same if you were in my shoes."
His grumpy facial expression darkened and more serious.
"When I heard the news, my already badly frazzled mind put two and two together and I was sick to death with worry."
I agreed with him by nodding.
"I'm sorry. You are right. I probably would have done the same as you."
These words finally made his chest lift and lower more slowly.
At that moment, a nurse opened the door, holding some files with evaluations.
Like all the staff here, she was very hectic and hard-working.
With big strides she trotted to the sickbed and handed the older one a sheet of paper.
"Here are the results sir. There are no further points of concern and your blood loss has been made up. However, we would ask that you stay here until Tuesday. The cut could have germs on it and so some blood tests would be in your current one stable state a sensible idea."
Haru nodded.
Pov Akita
One after the other had to go into the cabin lined with soundproofing.
In it were several microphones, headsets and normal headphones.
The sound mixer was huge, with lots of different colored knobs, switches, and controls.
A man with slightly gray hair and glasses operated it with great concentration.
From the outside, we could always watch on a monitor how the others were doing.
Everyone had the task of repeating the song they had prepared for the audition at the beginning.
Many owned good voices.
Some did better using their head voice, while others used their chest voice.
However, I also observed a few of the younger contestants, trembling with nervousness and punctuating their vocals with occasional broken voices.
Then it was Yejun's turn.
I found it interesting to see that he didn't exude any excitement and entered the recording room rather calmly.
Before he was completely gone, I gave him a smile and held my hands up, showing that I had my fingers crossed for him and wished him success.
He gave me a short thank you, which I saw flashing in his gray eyes and then closed the door behind him.
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Epiphany (BL)
RomanceIlwoo had waited his whole life for this moment and could hardly stop it. But what he saw kept him from his plan. A kiss that shattered his world and stole his hopes. He decides to clarify. In his head and in his heart. But whether he can resis...
